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Winter, 1988: Harrisburg PA's celebrity weatherman, Russ Richards, is broke: he's borrowed heavily to open a snowmobile dealership, and it's still unseasonably warm. Gig, his seedy pal, advises him to run an insurance scam; when it goes awry, Russ is out another $10,000 and in trouble with Dale, a bat-wielding thug. Gig convinces Russ to rig the state lottery with the help of Crystal, a gold-digging ditz with a heart of tin. They have to find a beard to buy the ticket, and then they have to cash it. Soon, murder and various double-crosses add to Russ's nightmare. A lazy cop zeroes in. Jail is closer than riches. Will Russ have to choose between his money and his life? Written by
Yes, a truly guilty pleasure for all of you out there, like your author, who are not stunningly beautiful like Kudrow or handsome like Travolta, tell me you didn't enjoy this movie? This is the only film of Ephron's that I own. This retarded weatherman with a snowmobile business teams up with the world's deadliest TV lottery woman and tries to fix the lottery. The movie is held up, acting wise, by the great actor Tim Roth of Rob Roy fame. Ed O Neil is great as the TV manager who is way ahead of the world's stupidest criminals. Rappaport steals the movie as the goon who kills people with commemorative bats often quizzing them on the name of their favorite baseball player and re-enacting that player's stroke on his victims. It is all done with the seriousness of a comic book. I am not a fan of Kudrow but she is drop dead funny here. The most sociopathic hostile killer who is going to get that lifestyle she desires no matter who has to get rubbed out. Watch for Michael Moore as the patsy assigned to present the winning lottery ticket who makes the deadly error of trying to blackmail Kudrow. Travolta plays a clueless fop TV weatherman who has a reserved parking spot at the local Denny's. When his business is about to go belly up, Roth sends Rapporport, the world's most incompetent thug to rob the snowmobile store.
One of the funniest scenes is Roth describing how the crime will be performed, with the scene visually done by Mission Impossible like precision, then watch how Dale The Thug actually does it, not quite as nicely. Travolta has the funniest scene where the pressure simply overwhelms him in the middle of a broadcast where he babbles incoherently then runs off the set in the middle of a news reading. Bill Pullman, of Independence Day, has a small role as a completely bored cop caught cheating on his disability and forced to investigate which goes nowhere. Kudrow is total hostility killing and betraying all through the movie. Yet, again, it is done so lightly, bloodlessly and the characters are such irredeemably moronic it is hilarious. What makes the movie work is how arrogant and snotty both Travolta and Kudrow are you will have zero sympathy for either of them. Roth is always correcting Travolta's brain dead criminal plans but hilariously Roth's plans are equally disastrous.
I am not a big fan of anybody in this movie except Roth, an excellent actor, but I found it very light and amusing. Is it the best comedy ever made? No. Yet, it will make you laugh to watch these two morons completely come apart in their plans to become multi-millionaires by fixing the lottery on TV. Rappoport goes from genial, in his conversations, to batter up in ten seconds. The violence is all off screen except for a unseen blows off camera. I admired Travolta and Kudrow for having the courage to play these kind of imbeciles. One Very Funny Movie.
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